My Little Mom is the Richest

Zhou Zewen, the man in his thirties who is boring to speak, still speaks in a non-salty or indifferent tone when he hears this: "It doesn't mean anything, just tell the truth. I know you don't like to listen. But no way, the truth is always unpleasant to listen to. How good is the flute? Can it be compared with the piano? Huh."

At the end, he sneered, the sarcasm and disdain were very obvious.

A man who was somewhat hypocritical with him said in a deep voice: "Awen, let's just say a few words."

"Zhou Zewen, right? I have long heard that you are a young genius. At the age of 10, I participated in the municipal piano competition and won the first prize. At the age of 13, I played piano at the dinner of provincial institutions. Ston University of Music special recruitment, and has been studying in the school since then, returned to China at the age of 23, joined the China Music Association, became the youngest piano master of the China Music Association in history, and also one of the youngest members of the association. Honestly, I Although he is the vice president of the China Music Association, this is the first time I have seen you."

The person who spoke was a beautiful woman with white skin and beauty who looked only in her thirties. Her name was Liu Yingying, one of the vice presidents of the China Music Association.

She has a cold tone, a calm expression, no happiness or anger, but everyone can hear the awe-inspiring words in her.

"Although you are a young genius, your character is really disgusting."

Zhou Zewen smiled and said, "I told you, just tell the truth."

Tongqu waved his hand and sneered: "It's okay, President Liu, what he said...well, it is indeed true. Xiao is a classical instrument. Although beautiful, it is indeed not as good as the piano's status in the music industry..."

Liu Yingying sighed, and was about to talk again, Zhang Shaohua hurried out to make a round of it: "Okay, okay, don't quarrel, everyone is inside the circle, this time I came to taste the music, there is no need to make trouble. ."

Brother Dong snorted coldly: "I don't have such a good mentality to taste music with a person with such a bad personality. I have a talent but have a bad morals. What is the difference between such a person and trash?"

Zhou Zewen sneered: "It's better than an old **** who hasn't achieved much."

"What are you talking about!" Brother Dong was furious and stood up abruptly. The stool under him was knocked away for a certain distance, rubbing the ground with a harsh sound.

Others didn't expect the atmosphere to be so stiff all at once, but their feeling towards Zhou Zewen was getting worse and worse, even the childlike laughter frowned this time. Zhang Shaohua sighed, and didn't come forward to make the rounds again, he could see that this week Zewen was sincere and disgusting everyone.

"Don't think about fighting and killing at your age, Dong Qing, right? I heard that you are a well-known pianist in China, and your strength is infinitely close to the piano master. How about? If you don't accept me, you can compare. If I lose , Just take back what I said just now and apologize to Tongqu. If you lose...hehe, if you lose, you will lose. I didn't want to ask you anything. At most, your skills are not as good as mine." Zhou Zewen sneered on his face, his eyes filled. Is disdain.

Brother Dong was very angry at first, but he didn't even think about doing it. It's just that the anger in his heart couldn't stand it. Now, after hearing Zhou Zewen's words, there is nothing else estimated to be possible, even when he opened his mouth and shouted, "Oh, okay!" Don't think that you can be arrogant when you are young and promising. Today I will teach you what is the foundation!"

Zhou Zewen didn't care, and opened his hand to the piano aside.

Brother Dong strode over and sat on the small stool in front of the piano, putting his slender hands on the keys. He is not too young now, his face has some creases, and his skin is a bit aging, but his hands are well maintained, slender and white, just like those of a young man in his twenties.

He sat in front of the piano, said nothing, and closed his eyes slightly. The original irritable mood soon calmed down. Everyone who looked over seemed to feel something called "realm" at this moment. Brother Dong is forty out of five this year. He is a well-known pianist in China. In the music industry, not everyone can be called a piano master. Although Brother Dong has enough experience and background, his strength is always worse. The age is not too young, can only stop here.

But so, his strength is still not to be underestimated.

Finally, he pressed down one key, and then the second key.

The melodious rhythm emerges from the piano, which is brisk and sweet.

"It's "To Allure"."

"This song is really good. It was uploaded on the Internet some time ago and it has been popular for a long time."

"Chairman Liu and Tongtong seem to like this song, don't they?"

"Yes, I also intend to invite the original author to join the China Music Association, but unfortunately I never know who the original author is."

"Me too, I want to make an appointment with him, I want to write the lyrics for this piece to make a song, but I have never been able to find the original author."

"The original author must be a talented person. I have watched that video. The technique of playing is very superb, and the technique is very characteristic, and the tune is also very distinctive. It deserves the word amazing."

"It's too strange to say that it's called "To Allure". Mu Qingcheng is an international piano master at any rate. He can play a piece of music to her. It's not enough if the level is not enough."

"Listen quietly. Brother Dong likes this song so much. After listening to it, he was shocked. He would check it out several times a day. I heard it a few days ago and I played it better this time."

"Hmph, just let Zhou Zewen shut up."

Everyone was listening carefully to this piece. The melodious rhythm filled the quaint hall, and even the gentleness was fascinated by it. She turned her head to look at Mu Qiu, and wanted to praise the uncle, but she saw Mu. Qiu's expression is a bit subtle.

She asked, "Mu Qiu, what's the matter with you?"

"...It's nothing, this uncle plays well." He said casually.

"Yeah, I think so too." said with a gentle smile: "I also watched the original author's piano video some time ago. It is really good. I like this piece very much. I heard that the player said it. Identity has always been a mystery, and I don’t know what kind of person it will be."

Mu Qiu hooked up the corner of her mouth: "It should be a handsome man."

Tilted her head gently, it was the first time she heard Mu Qiu praise others so generously.

Soon, Dong Ge's "To the Allure" was over, and the music slowly ended. His fingers were calmly placed on the keys, and then he opened his eyes, with a confident smile on his face.

"It's your turn." He got up and returned to his original position, and looked at Zhou Zewen, his eyes full of hostility.

Zhou Zewen smiled disapprovingly, got up and went to sit down in front of the piano. He didn't see any adjustments to his state, and started playing with his fingers.

What surprised everyone was that he also played "To Allure".

Using the same tune to fight against, if he wins, it will completely slap Dong Ge in the face. Brother Dong was flushed with anger. Zhou Zewen is really not a thing this time. If he wins by playing another song, Brother Dong can still accept it, but he will be angry for a few days, but if he is defeated on the same song, Then he will lose face.

Others know this too, and Zhou Zewen knows even better that what he wants is this effect. ,, ..